Tomorrow marks the end of my run at Foot Locker. I started six months ago filling in for an attorney on sick leave. Sadly she never returned, passing away from lymphoma at the age of 42. Her desk was across from mine and watching her colleagues pack her possessions the day she passed, including pictures of her two preschool children, was gut wrenching. After a lengthy grieving period, they began interviewing for the position. I lost out out to a very experienced lawyer, downsized from the now bankrupt Linens N Things, and who happened to have worked with the department boss decades earlier at a different company. Retail is a very small community I've learned. I enjoyed working in house (for the first time) and with really decent people who seem honestly sad to see me leave - my six month tenure having merited a farewell luncheon this afternoon - and I'll miss it. It's tough leaving a job you like because the next one might suck. Onward I go but I have a feeling my next gig won't include any discounted kicks. Damn.
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After your recent post about saving money, I thought (for half a second) you'd taken on some shifts in the black and white referee shirt at an actual Foot Locker store. Silly me.
Sorry to hear that a nice gig ended, not to mention your reason for being there in the first place but best of luck with the next one. Victoria's Secret perhaps?
you're not the first. thankfully things haven't gotten that bad. Victoria's Secret would be nice - maybe in the marketing department ...
big d, I've seen you. Don't sell yourself short -- you could be right there in the front window with the rest of the VS ladies. Seriously, sorry about your loss. But here's a quick comforter, would you rather be an unemployed lawyer in NY (who will undoubtedly get another job) or an employed lawyer in Mississippi? I thought that would make you feel better. Take care, my man.
Big D--Good luck bro. come through chicago in late August to chill for a bit.
peace,
R
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